to be a millionaire? Tell me, tell me, how to be a millionaire? Who wants to be millionaire? I do, I don't, I do Who wants to be millionaire? I do,
I got holes in my shoes I got holes in my teeth I got holes in my socks I can't get no sleep I'm trying to make a million And I got patches on the patches
If you wanna rip me off Then you better do it fast If you wanna steal my style Then you better make this fast I've got nothing left to lose I've got no
this rotten fling You gave me this special thing, you gained from this rotten fling Woman what is wrong, thought I was everyone And I had already seen 2 seas, saw about a million
Making friends with the moon, oh one can't start to soon Cause if you don't, then you will find yourself Crawling in corners, rolling in circles, forgetting
Dead bull with a life from the low I'll be massive conquistador Give me soul or show me the door Metal heavy, soft at the core Gimme toro, gimme some
can?t believe I?m not a millionaire Aaah-uh I can?t believe I?m not a millionaire Aaah-uh I can?t believe I?m not a millionaire
Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide Said he'd kick it in the head when he was 25 Speed jive, don't want to stay alive when you're 25 And Wendy
Put and opening shot. Across your bows Got tunnel vision. Pull the sheets in now Let'em flap. Let'em rip This man of war gonna sink your ship Gonna blow
Alright, living in the city can be a cold and lonely place to be Living in the shadows where there is no sun, there is no breeze Drinking stale water,
No lies, no angels, no lies, no angels No lies, no angels, no lies, no angels No Heaven, no Heaven, no lies No lies, no angels, no Heaven No lies, no
don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire I don't want your big city shining I don't want your silver lining I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire He
got no evil habits and I probably never will I don't sing like Elvis Presley, I can't dance like Fred Astaire But there's one thing in my favor, I'm a millionaire
me I'm glad you're uncomfortable near me Never had nothin' never no one to care Never had nothin' Nothin' but the wind in my hair Still I'm a millionaire
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'm as low as the heels of these alligator shoes You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues Millionaire blues, to have these millionaire blues, millionaire
I haven't time to be a millionaire And a cheerful brook on a mountain side Is sad when I'm not there So I haven't time to be a millionaire And a friendly